Beneath the eternal frost, they speak
Lies like soft snowflakes, covering secrets.
The ice does not forget, nor forgive
Eternal vigil in crystalline silence.
Summits beyond reach feel the light
while shadows dance in the ice's bosom,
collecting secrets untold, unseen.
A voice, caught between time's hands,
murmurs the past in broken echoes,
unravels the threads of twilight dreams,
stitching them to the roaring silence.
From the depths wonder
the shapes of destiny’s glacier,
whose heart beats slowly, coldly,
synchronized with the universe's breath.
Let the glacier's echo become your serenade,
a symphony lost in the folds of time,
where ice and dreams languorously collide.
Frosted symphony echoes
through the canyons of memories,
perpetually frozen in the void's embrace.